Tuesday, July 3, 2018

The ‘Coolest Fix Ever’ by Laura V. Hilton

Last Wednesday afternoon, my jaw started hurting. I wasn’t sure what or where. It just hurt but I ignored it because I’d gone to the dentist recently.
At the Doctor's Office

Thursday comes and goes as I ignore the pain and plod through the book with a deadline. With around 800 words written, I was happy, especially since a couple of hours were spent waiting while the girls had piano lessons. 

By Friday morning, my face is swollen, too, but I still told my husband that it was just a sinus infection about would clear up soon. But over-the-counter pain, allergy nor even sinus pills helped. Rest didn’t do much good either. And the peppermint oil I rubbed on my face made my eyes water and my nose run. Nothing helped. 

The next morning, the left side of my face was numb and three times its normal size. Even the left half of my lip was swollen although the right side was normal. I was a little funny looking. It was time for medical attention.

When Steve got home from work, he agreed to take me. But when we got to the room an uncomfortable hospital bed, we waited. And waited. And waited. 

Even though Steve assured me the doctor was busy with patients, I wasn’t convinced. The room had a red light switch. “He’s probably spinning a color wheel and will come when he lands on red,” I said.

“Where do you come up with these ideas, Laura?” 

He knows the answer: I’m a writer. It comes naturally.

Steve went to get a book for me from the car. “I’ll read one chapter and if he doesn’t check on me by then, I’m gone.”

He ignored me. 

That chapter ended with a good hook, so I read another. And just as I finished the third chapter, the curtain flew open and a big booming voice bellowed, “Hey, how you doing?”

I screamed, loudly. 

After the shock wore off, he pulled on a rubber glove, grabbed my mouth like a fish, and pointed a flashlight inside. 

“Oh, I know what’s wrong. This is the coolest fix in medical history. I’m serious. Sour candy.” He sounded excited.

My look told him I wasn’t. 

“Seriously. Suck on sour candy. It’ll clear it right up. There’s a stone in there blocking it, and the sour candy will make you salivate and clear up the blockage.” He left, came back with several printouts saying the same thing. 

Sour Jelly Candy
Leave it to me to get a blockage that’s fixed by candy. 

But he was right. By bedtime the swelling had gone down by half. By Sunday morning, my lips are normal and my face is only a little swollen. 

I’m overwhelmed how creative God is, creating up with a gland that can be unblocked with sour candy. And I thought my imagination was pretty active. 

His is so much better. 

For since the creation of the world God’s invisible qualities—his eternal power and divine nature—have been clearly seen, being understood from what has been made, so that people are without excuse. Romans 1:20 

How have you noticed God’s creativeness lately?

God, I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. Psalm 139:14

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About the Author

Award-winning author, Laura Hilton, her husband, Steve, and three of their children make their home in Arkansas. She is a pastor’s wife, a stay-at-home mom, and home-schools. Laura is also a breast cancer survivor. Laura also has two adult children.

Her publishing credits include three books in the Amish of Seymour series from Whitaker House: Patchwork DreamsA Harvest of Hearts (winner of the 2012 Clash of the Titles Award in two categories), and Promised to Another. The Amish of Webster County series, Healing Love (finalist for the 2013 Christian Retail Awards). Surrendered Love and Awakened Love followed by her first Christmas novel, A White Christmas in Webster County, as well as a three book Amish series with Whitaker House, The Amish of Jamesport series, The Snow GlobeThe Postcard, and The Bird House in September 2015.

See below for information on Laura's latest, The Christmas Admirer. Other credits include Swept Away from Abingdon Press. Laura is a member of American Christian Fiction Writers and a professional book reviewer.

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Firestorm by Laura V. Hilton

Bridget Behr and her family migrate from the bustling Amish community where she grew up in Ohio to the mostly unpopulated Upper Peninsula of Michigan after a stalker breaks into their home. While her father and brother try to find work in the area, the family is forced to reside in a borrowed RV until the house and barn are rebuilt. While Bridget is hoping for a fresh start, she’s afraid to trust anyone—even Gabriel, the overly-friendly Amish man who lives nearby. Bridget thinks he’s a flirt who serial dates and doesn’t even remember the girls’ names.

Due to not enough construction work in his Florida community to keep him out of trouble, Gabriel Lapp has been sent to Michigan to work. His father is desperate for his son to settle down. When the family walks into Gabe’s home in the middle of a thunderstorm and he discovers their circumstances, he offers to help with construction. For Gabe, the beautiful girl he teasingly calls “the recluse” once he discovers she doesn’t attend youth events, confuses him like none other.

As Gabriel and Bridget grow closer, they realize there is more to a person than meets the eye. Just as Bridget is finally settling into her new life, and perhaps finding love, tragedy strikes. Now Bridget and her family must decide if they should move to another Amish community, or dare to fight for the future they’d hoped for in Mackinac County.